Strings of Fate

Strings of Fate

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There’s a moment where I hold my breath and wait. It looks a little like Maggie is struggling with something. Then before I can so much as suggest marshmallows, Maggie throws herself at me. For half a second I think she is actually furious and trying to attack me, but instead she wraps her arms around me in the tightest bear hug a tiny old woman can give. She’s shaking and… is she crying? Oh no, what happened? What should I do? After a painfully long minute, I speak.

“Maggie? What’s wrong? Has something happened? Is Logan okay?” I ask. She freezes and

releases me so suddenly that I stumble back a little.

“IS SOMETHING WRONG? YOU INSENSITIVE BRAT! I’VE BEEN OUT OF MY MIND WITH

WORRY ABOUT YOU!” Maggie reaches and gently clips me over the head in a reproving

manner. She then crosses her arms over her chest again.

“First you get attacked by shady guys while with your gentleman friend, then you suddenly have bodyguards, next came a fancy as hell, mind my language, security system. Then you’re just gone, your bedroom window is smashed in, the front of the building is completely desecrated so of course I let myself in to make sure you’re alive in there and there’s BLOOD

I mean sure, your friends let me know that you’re alive. But they didn’t tell me where you went, or if you’re okay, or what’s being done. I’ve been driving myself crazy stressing about the possibilities then you just waltz up to my door and knock asking for hot chocolate!” she rants. I stare, I had no idea that Maggie would be so concerned, sure we get along fairly well, but I didn’t know that she cared so much. I can’t help myself, I start to cry. Not just cry, I start bawling. All the emotions that have been

going on. He gently pushes Megan and Maggie back, loops an arm around my shoulders and at Maggie’s nod,

stop sniffling. Maggie and Megan drop onto the couch on either side of me, squeezing me into the middle. Megan wraps her arm over my shoulders and Maggie around my waist. Darrien and Shaun are both hovering near the door and window, keeping an eye out and pointedly ignoring my tears. Aaron sits himself down on another empty chair and begins

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I manage to speak through my sniffles, although I sound

I didn’t think any of it was a big deal, then suddenly it all happened at once. I should have done more, or… or… I don’t know.”

for me too. Then, when it became clear that it wouldn’t be enough, you moved to a more secure

like her.” She comments. I

agree. Sitting here with Maggie and Megan, I feel everything I wanted to feel when I went back into my place. I feel safe, secure and comfortable. I guess it wasn’t the pillows and mugs that made this place home. I make a note to spend more time with Maggie, even if it’s just a call or text. I should invite her to see where I’m staying too. Bellamy doesn’t want me going out and realistically, he’s right, but

the front door draws my attention. Logan

backpack.

been?” He demands as he drops his bag in the doorway and runs over to me, completely ignoring the three huge Shifter men standing around. As he approaches he realises I’m all pinned in by Maggie

goodbye. There are some bad people who are really scary and they say they want to hurt me, so I’m staying somewhere safe with my Shifter friends for a while.” 1 explain.

says in a

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